Page 28 of A Man in Uniform

This is my favorite part, feeling her come on my dick. It always drives me over the edge, the velvety feel of her body as it pulses and clenches my cock.

I can't hold back anymore, my stomach clenches and the sensation hits balls, drawing them up. Closing my eyes, colors fire off behind my lids. Fireworks of pleasure as I blow my load deep into her heat. Wave after wave of cum fills her pussy, and my cock throbs so intensely it almost hurts.

Falling to my chest, I feel her body go limp. Breathing heavy, she lays voiceless, tracing her fingers over my chest. We sit like this for what seems like hours, skin to skin, just the two of us.

Looking at the time, I push her off my chest and say, “Come on, I've got something to show you.”

“What? What do you mean?”

“Get dressed, come on.” Moving her off my lap, I pick up her close and pass them to her.

“Where are we going?”

“It's a surprise.”

She quickly pulls on her clothes, and runs her hands through her hair to fix it. We leave her apartment and I hand her a helmet.

“You and your surprises, I swear you like driving me crazy.”

I laugh, and start my motorcycle. “You look so cute when you're going crazy. Can you blame me?”

Story wraps her arms around my waist and lays her head against my back. “You're lucky I love you.”

“I know, I've always been lucky.”

Pulling away from her apartment, I drive us to a small restaurant in the city. Parking the bike, I help her off.

“I haven't been here yet,” she says, taking off her helmet and fixing her hair.

“Well, I hope you like it.”

Walking inside, the hostess smiles and greets us at the door. Giving her my name, she leads to a small private room in the back.

Story is preoccupied with all the paintings and the decorations. She keeps stopping and admiring the art work. “This is so pretty, Wyatt. Did you see it?”

“I did,” I say, wrapping my arms and leading her into the room.

As she turns to step inside, the entire room erupts.

“Surprise!” Everyone jumps up from their seats and yells.

Story throws her hands to her face and flicks her head between me and the guests.

“Wyatt, what the hell is this? I thought I told you I didn't want a big birthday party?”

“You did, and I chose not to listen.” Kissing her cheek, I see her eyes fill up with water as she starts to cry. Moving her deeper into the room, she starts to cry harder as her mother and brothers come up to great her.

Shaking her head, she looks over at me. “I can't believe you did this.”

“I'm not done yet,” I say with a grin.

Her eyes widen as she tilts her head.

Dropping to one knee, I pull small black box from my pocket. Story takes a short step back as she starts to cry harder.

“Story Brooks, you're my everything, you've always been my everything. I tried to live without you, but it didn't work. I need you in my life, and I can't go another day without you being my wife. Will you marry me?”

Tears fall effortlessly down her cheeks as she nods her head. Slipping the ring on her finger, I stand up and hug her.

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